Whenever people mention the border, they always think of a scene of lonely smoke in the desert, a long river, a round sunset, or a large meadow with cattle and horses, mutton steamed buns and barbecue kebabs and so on. The pen "Δ    Quge But those who have been to Rongcheng will feel that this place is completely different from the previous description. Although Rongcheng is also an important place in the border, there is no desert, no grassland, and no mutton steamed buns and delicious mutton kebabs.

Although Rongcheng is not rich, it is not poor either. Except for the locals who are a little rough in character, they even think that this place is no different from other places.

Rongcheng is the place where Yan and Liang countries hand over. The two countries have not fought a war for more than a hundred years, so the people on both sides look like the same country, and often see the scene of crossing the country and going to my parents' home. The frontier will make their lives just to check in and get off work, chat about the mountains at work, and drink after get off work. Looking around, they are not generals, but they all have a general's belly.

Today is probably the hottest day of summer this year. The cicadas outside the house are heard endlessly. The leaves are a little wilted by the sun, and they are hanging on the branches with dejected expression. Water is sprinkled on the ground, and it seems that you can see the mist rising. The breeze slowly penetrates through the newly changed green gauze. With the coolness of ice in the basin of the gilded beast in the corner of the wall, the house is less stuffy and a little more cool with water vapor, which is unique to summer.

At the door outside the eaves was a maid wearing a pink embroidered shirt and skirt. She had a goose face, big eyes, and pink and tender cheeks. She was teasing the parrot in the cage while paying attention to the situation around her.

A little maid came over with a food box not far away. When she saw the maid in pink clothes, she respectfully came over and said crisply, "Sister Xianyun, I'm here to deliver tremite soup to my wife. Why aren't my sister in the house? This hot day, I'm afraid of being in the heat!"

Xianyun made a gesture of silence, and then whispered, "Brother Ran is in the house! Put the food box here, come to my house and let Liu'er grab a handful of fruit for you!"

The little maid was curious. Brother Ran came to his wife's house every day, why didn't people come in today?

However, the little maid was born in the family, and her family came from Beijing. Naturally, she knew the rules and did not dare to ask more questions. After Fu Erfu, she handed the food box to Xianyun's hand and turned around and left.

A gentle, dignified and elegant woman sat on the Hu bed in the room. A five or six-year-old boy in soapy white brocade clothes was lying beside her, and she was obsessed with her.

The little boy is extremely beautiful, with round face, white and crystal clear skin, a small mouth slightly open, and red and tender like cherries. The most beautiful one is the pair of watery big eyes on his face, which are pitch black like black agate with water, and their long eyelashes are shaking like small fans. When people see it, they will only be amazed by whose mother is so coincidental that she can give birth to such a child like Guanyin sitting down.

Li wore a homely used half-new and old moon-blue Su-embroidered white magnolia flower-spreading gauze dress. She liked this dress quite a lot, but she was sprayed with sour plum soup. I don’t know if it could be washed clean. The maid was beaten out by her and asked her confidant to guard the door. Now she could only wipe the stains on the clothes with her handkerchief, and then racked her brains to think of ways to deal with her little ancestor who held her waist and refused to let go.

"I said, Ran'er, can you let go of me first? The weather is so hot, and I feel sweaty when you hug me! Today, I have a delicious iced sour plum soup. I will give you a bowl of it to relieve the heat. Today's sour plum soup has a lot of sugar, which is very sweet!" Li said in a coaxing manner. She decided to use a delaying strategy. It would be better if he could coax him to forget this matter!

"Mom, I won't drink. I'll ask you, is what you said just now true?" The little boy hugged Li Shi tightly and shook her, looking at her mother with a shocked expression and asked in panic.

Li didn't know how to answer, so she looked at her "son" with a thorn in her mouth, subconsciously twisted her handkerchief and pursed her dry lips.

"Mom, are you talking about it! The reason why I don't have a little Que'er is really because I am... a disabled child?" The little boy asked with difficulty. His tears were in his eyes, his red mouth bulged, and his crystal clear face was full of incredible expressions.

He, Xu Youran, turned out to be a disabled child! His father and mother had never told him before that, if he hadn't seen Dahu urinate standing, he would have never known it.

After seeing the small meat strip, Xu Youran curiously pressed Dahu to the ground, took off his pants and looked carefully. Dahu indeed had an extra meat strip that he had never seen before, but he hadn't at all!

"What is this?" Xu Youran asked Dahu strangely.

Dahu felt that today's boss was very strange, so he looked at another Xu Youran's dog-legged boy and replied, "This is Xiao Que'er!"

"What's the purpose?" Xu Youran continued to ask.

"Pit!" Dahu explained.

"This is necessary to marry a wife in the future, otherwise you can't marry her!" Acheng firmly added the answer he heard from the adults!

"Boss, don't you?" Dahu opened his eyes widened and asked Xu Youran incredibly.

Because of the boss's self-esteem, Xu Youran couldn't say that he really didn't. He stared at Dahu fiercely and pinched his waist and said majesticly, "Of course I have it. I think you are so ugly, so I didn't recognize you for a while."

"It's true that the boss is the boss. The handsome tree is in the wind, and the little bird must have grown well." A Cheng said with a slap in his slap in the slap.

Acheng may be born with a very good trait, only six and a half years old, but he has mastered the skill of flattery. He learned the idiom Yushu Linfeng specifically, and the boss usually likes to hear him praise him like this!

The big tiger was stupid. Seeing Acheng's flattery, he also followed Acheng's words and said, "Boss, you must be good-looking, good-looking!"

Xu Youran nodded calmly, patted the two men on the shoulders with a mature look on their faces.

But although he seems calm on the surface, he is actually panicked in his heart! Why doesn’t he? Why? Why?
Chapter completed!